The Virtual Looking Glass

The hookers and prostitutes of vanity
On platforms of anti social media
A soapbox to cry out
To be seen
To be heard
A reality of conformity
Hundled the masses gather
Tits flashing a pound of flesh
A thumbs up
A comment made
A gram of self esteem, lines on a mirror wanting more
The Belle of the ball
Smeared by lipstick and make up
A moment of fame
A moment adorned
Mirror, mirror, on the wall
Make me a model
A runway to walk
Like me like me
Flowers thrown
Clapping
Cheering
A selfie posed to the right
A selfie posed just right
A low cut top to catch attention
Flashing the tits to the salivating John's
Humanitys lost souls
A red light district
Paid with likes
Paid in vanity
A fantasy, a fairy tale come true